Happy middle of the week, folks. It's time to tease you all, and I'm taking my tease from On Her Terms. To set the scene, Nicole and Jamie had a little bit of a disagreement, shall we say...

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“I’m sorry, Sir.”

Something hard and dangerous flashed over his features at her whispered apology. One she had no real idea why she was making it, just felt compelled to do so. The hand across her throat flexed tight and then turned into a soothing caress.

“No, forgive me for bringing this up now. I just had to be sure. I don’t want you to regret this in the morning.”

Again she lost herself in his intense gaze. No one had looked at her like that ever. Certainly no man, as though she was the most precious thing in the world, and her opinion mattered above all else. Papa tended to look at her with mild affection at best, and lately she seemed to have been nothing more of an annoyance to him, too damn unreasonable in her demands when he was only trying to keep her safe, or so he said. Much to her horror her eyes filled with tears, and Jamie made an indistinguishable sound at the back of his throat, when he appeared to notice.

“There, now, my love, it will be okay. We don’t have to do this, we can just…” His voice trailed off when she frantically shook her head, and blinked away the moisture filling her eyes.

“No, please. I need to do this for me, please. I don’t want to think anymore, I just want to … oh…”

It was her turn to stop speaking, because Jamie bent down to kiss the tears off her eyelashes while murmuring words she didn’t quite catch. Butterfly kisses left a path of heated awareness across her skin, as he trailed them along her cheekbones and down her neck until he skimmed the top of her breasts, while his hands undid the size zipper of her dress. Cool air hit her overheated flesh, as he slid the dress up over her hips and breasts.

“Ah, such beautiful curves you have, and a strapless bra. How very convenient for my purposes.” The grin he gave her was the most sinful one yet. In this moment she felt beautiful, as he ran his heated gaze all over her body. His large hands followed the path his eyes had just taken and the feel of his surprisingly work roughened hands on her bare skin was far too arousing.

Her breasts grew heavy, and her nipples chafed against their lacy confines.

“Please … Sir…”

“Shhh, I know, bellissima. Trust me. I’ll make this good for you, but first. How fond are you of this dress?”

She blinked in surprise at his words.

“It’s just a dress, why?” she asked.

Sir, she seemed utterly incapable of thinking of him in any other terms right now, smiled, bent his head and taking one of her nipples between his teeth through the lace of her bra, sucked hard. Nicole jerked in her restraints and cried out, as every strong suck seemed wired to her clit. Darts of need shot down to that bundle of nerves, made ten times stronger when he alternated between nipples and tormented the one not currently in his mouth with his fingers.

How long this sweet torture kept up, Nicole couldn’t say, too caught up in the new sensations bombarding her. Ever tighter circles of need pulled her under, until she was so close to coming, she panted her disappointment when he withdrew, taking the bra with him. The cool air across her moist and needy nipples almost hurt, as he blew across the tips repeatedly and then her vision turned black.
“Good, because this silk will be crinkled beyond repair by the time I’m done with you, but like this.” He tucked it up over her head, giving her room to breathe, while tightening it around her eyes, making an impromptu blindfold out of her dress.

“I should have taken this off before tying you to the bed, but this will serve beautifully to keep you in the dark. Color, my sweet girl?”

Nicole almost didn’t hear him over the blood rushing in her ears. She’d put down her request to be blindfolded in the questionnaire, she knew that, but nothing could have prepared her for the heady reality of being robbed of her vision. Every sense seemed instantly heightened, as her body tried to adjust to the loss of her vision. With her hands tied, this further incapacitation made her feel vulnerable, exposed, helpless. On the heels of those feelings came an incredible sense of fevered anticipation. She only had the sound of Sir’s voice to guide her, the air displacements around her as he moved, and the way the bed dipped and swayed with his movements.

“Nicoletta, give me a color, my sweet, or I’ll put an end to this right now.”

Somehow that got through to her, his voice dripping into her consciousness like smooth silk, her anchor
in this world of sensation she was caught up in.

“Green, Sir.”

“Good girl, how close are you to coming right now?”

He twisted her nipples in his hands and delivered little bites along the quivering skin of her abdomen as he spoke. The slow moving progress he made down toward her pussy was sweet torture in itself, and when she felt his hot breath hover right above her pubic bone, she instinctively opened her thighs.

“Good girl.” His murmured approval made her smile, before she reared her hips up in surprise, when he kissed her clit right through her thong.

“Oh God.”

His laughter skittered over the inside of her thigh, as he moved her legs up over his shoulder, and grasped her ass cheeks.

“I asked you a question, bellissima. How close are you?”

“Oh God, so close, please … oh…”

The ability to speak left her, as he sucked her clit into his mouth and murmured his instruction.

“Then come for me.”

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She’ll be no man’s property…

Faced with the prospect of marriage, to a man she’s never even met, Nicoletta Cabrizi’s temper gets the better of her. How dare her father use her virginity as a bargaining chip to seal a business deal?
A girl’s first time should be special, and who better to give her an unforgettable night than an experienced Dom provided by Premiere Companions.

A perfect solution...

The reality, however, takes her breath away. The enigmatic Jamie pulls Nicole into a maelstrom of sensation and pleasure, which steals her heart, and soul, and leaves her doubting her previous decisions.

Jamie is beyond furious at this whole, farcical arrangement, especially when Nicoletta turns out be far from the spoiled princess he was expecting to meet. Her open vulnerability and deep need to submit brings out his protective instincts.

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